Chapter 17
Back in Washington D.C., federal marshals and international law enforcement agencies moved in a synchronized, nation-wide sweep across forty-two states. Bank accounts were frozen instantly, corrupt politicians were hauled out of congressional offices in handcuffs, and global syndicate leaders were rounded up simultaneously. The morning news networks broadcasted the total, unmitigated destruction of the Iron Crown shadow network, restoring absolute faith in international justice. Clara watched the live broadcast from her hospital suite in New York, a proud, peaceful smile gracing her dignified features.
The framed American flag hung proudly inside the foyer of her restored estate, symbolizing freedom defended by those who refused to surrender. Julian and Elena Vance were transferred to a maximum-security federal prison, facing consecutive life sentences without the possibility of parole. The era of unchecked corporate cruelty and arrogance had officially come to a permanent, resounding end across the American landscape. Justice had prevailed, proving that no dynasty was ever too powerful to escape the consequences of its own wickedness.
